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[h3][color=firebrick]Warboss Grafdakka Destroya[/color][/h3][/center]

Grafdakka cut down scores of angels, or at least made them avoid his hail of gunfire, as he acted as the lone anti-air artillery piece. Other Machina fighters had come out to help defend the Elicitor, but it was Grafdakka who ensured that the angel's were dealt with. A few thought that they could flank him, try to get pass his machine guns and get him from behind. These angel's were cut down by Gran's saw, feeling the taste of holy steel tainted by the machines of men. And it was fortunate that Grafdakka took the time to turn and attack these angels, because while his back was turned he was struck but some sort of heavy force. Though it left a visible mark on his chassis, his steel plate still stood strong. Turning to face this new enemy, Grafdakka focused his killing intent on this angel.

Grafdakka turned just in time to see the creature attempt to land on him, but he wasn't so slow that he'd allow this. Using his jetpack, he thrusts himself forward and avoided the angel's initial strike. Then he swung his saw right where she was going to land, but alas, by the time he turned to face her she had already repositioned herself. Although she glowed with a holy light, this warrior looked different from the others. She seemed more... Commanding. Perhaps the strike commander. Or maybe even the leader? If Grafdakka had a face he would smile. But even without one, he was happy. Their strongest had come to him.

Whatever was said by either the angel or his other enemies, including the demon announcing her presence with magic, was blocked out to Grafdakka thanks to the extremely loud music, followed by the roar of gunfire. Grafdakka fired his vulcan cannons at the angel, immediately hiding Grafdakka behind a thick cloud of smoke and bullets. However he knew that the angel may be able to dodge him even at this range. So while he fired his cannons at her, Grafdakka did the unimaginable: He [i]jumped[/i], using his jets to help him propel himself further into the air, and readied his saw to cut the angel out from the skies. Because despite their wings, they weren't the only ones who could reach great heights.

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[h3][color=goldenrod]Francisca Labrys Seax Luxuria[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=goldenrod]"Suparna, my lovely Lolita! So glad to see you, and thanks for the lift!"[/color] Fran hugged Suparna as she was picked up by the humanoid nest of maggots and other creepy crawlies. Not that it bothered Fran knowing this. As far as the succubus was concerned, Suparna was a cute little girl who just happened to be fascinated with corpses and bugs. The succubus nuzzled her friend and gave her a peck on the cheek before they departed. [color=goldenrod]"This looks good! Thanks for, eh heh... Dropping me off!"[/color] Fran was tossed towards a group of angel's utterly decimating a group of unprepared guardsmen. A normal demon may have hesitated charging such a large group of elite holy warriors, but Fran wasn't a normal demon. She was a succubus; she relishes a challenge, and loved being rough.

One of the angels may have heard moaning in the midst of battle. Sexual, inappropriate moaning that somehow was able to be heard over the screams and gunfire. By the time the angel turned and saw Fran, the first thing she would lay eyes on was Fran's massive dong, standing at attention. She would raise her weapon in an attempt to attack the crazy, partly naked shemale, but her blade was deflected by a giant axe. The demon moved fast; far too fast for someone so small, swinging such a large weapon. One of her sisters didn't even manage to get her shield up when she was knocked into the wall and fall to the ground. The angel lunged out and slashed at the exposed parts of the demon, but her blade seemingly bounced off the vile creature's member. The demon proceeded to dance around the holy warriors, picking off each one-by-one. Every time one of her shield sisters would even try to strike, the demon would take her out of position and either slam them against the metal hull of the fortress, or kiss the warrior, causing them to fall to the ground. "Retreat! Fall back and-"

But everything happened too fast. As the angel tried to take to the skies, the demon pounced on them. One of her sisters managed to get a good stab on the demon, piercing her armor and sticking her blade into the demon's shoulder. But the crazed creature merely gave a noise that sounded like she enjoyed being stabbed, and proceeded to bring the lesser angel down and kiss her, causing her shield sister to drop her weapon and shield and lay still. A righteous fury overtook this Valkyrie, and even as her sisters were trying to remake her formation she charged the perverted monster.

The demon swung her axe as the Valkyrie, who raised her shield and intentionally let it go. The axe's blade sunk deep into the shield, but instead of throwing the warrior woman into a wall, it allowed her to get close to the succubus. Holding her sword with both hands, the warrior thrusts her sword right towards the demon's face. But instead of sure victory, the holy warrior only saw the face of horror as the demon was able to dodge the point-blank stab to the face. The angel and the demon stood face-to-face, the tip of their noses just inches away from each other. The last thing the angel saw before her sight went black was the demon's feminine lips touch her own. The look in her eyes made it easy for the Valkyrie to know what her fate was.

The demon was not angry. It was not furious. It was not scared. It was horny.

Fran had managed to take out a good few of the angels, and she didn't even kill them. Well, except the males. Fran had nothing against them, but she was saving herself for the soft touch of a woman. And while these were no Valkyries, Fran would satisfy herself with them for now. She tried her best to hold back, as she wanted to make sure they still had a pulse when she took her spoils of war. The guardsmen who were here had already treated, but were so gracious as to leave a door open. Eager to indulge, Fran took the painstaking time to drag each of the angelic bodies into the doorway and searched for an fairly empty room within. The first one she found was actually filled with cowering humans, to whom Fran chose to mercifully kill on the spot as oppose to taking them prisoners. As much as she would have enjoyed it, she was a bit pressed for time. But once Fran had managed to carry away each of the unconscious warrior...

Fran would later leave that room sometime later, very satisfied. She would have to remember to tell Suparna or Sil where she had left the angels and corpses as well. They may be interested in what they would find: holy warriors in a state of euphoria, too weak to stand but eager for company. Though it was evident that Fran had already entertained them, the succubus was hungry for more. She was hearing some deafening gunfire not too far away, so perhaps the demon would go investigate...